Nix

[Nix leans forward, lining his eyes up with Clay's, close enough he could feel what little heat he had in his body being sapped away by Nix's aura.]
And when you deserted your brothers, what did you find? Servitude to an O-class? You cry out over your sad fate as a nobody, but you chose this for yourself. You, a puppeteer, choosing a life of being another puppet.